Through the rest of the night, Parr was cheered on by fellow clubmen. Occasionally he took sips of water, but he didn't swallow them, nor did he eat.
May 19 dawned sunny and warm. At 8 a.m. a black laborer driving a wagon on Charles Street was startled to see Parr rolling along.
"If I did that, they'd give me seven months for disorderly conduct," he told a reporter.
The roller's wife, considered one of the "best-gowned women in Baltimore," and several of her friends, including Parr's sister-in-law, Mrs. Harry Parr Jr., appeared at 9 a.m. to provide additional encouragement. Mrs. Harry Parr carried a silver loving cup she planned to present at the finish. As the morning became warmer, Ral Parr raised a parasol over his brother's head.
Presently, Parr began to encounter motorists. Most gave him a friendly "Good Morning," but Michael Jenkins, president of the Safe Deposit and Trust Company, was not as neighborly.
"Good morning, Mr. Jenkins," said Ral Parr. "This seems rather a foolish thing, but it is interesting as a test of endurance and strength." According to The Sun, Jenkins made a "grave comment" to the trainer before driving on. The next hour was uneventful, although several motorists, fearing that Parr was the victim of an accident, stopped to inquire if they might help.
At 11 a.m. came the moment Parr had most feared: the arrival of his mother. She did indeed try to dissuade him, though only 100 yards remained to be rolled. Parr continued, telling her he felt "first-rate."
At 11:20 a.m., before approximately 100 spectators, Parr completed his last roll, crossing University Parkway. Mother Parr called, "Get him a chair!"
Slowly, Parr stood up, refusing all offers of assistance. Including rest breaks, the journey had taken 15 hours and 10 minutes. The Sun estimated Parr had executed almost 4,000 rolls. After thanking his attendants, he went home to take a bath, then went to the Pimlico races to collect his bets.
News of Parr's exploit spread rapidly, and not long afterward a West Coast man challenged Parr to roll for the world title. He declined. Meanwhile The Pittsburgh Gazette commented, "It would have required much more hardihood and courage for this Baltimorean to have bet he would let his whiskers grow until [ Mexico's president, Victoriano] Huerta resigns, and it would have been about as significant."